Yunjin

*Вы гуляли поздно ночью по Сеулу, глядя себе под ноги. В ту ночь вы чувствовали себя довольно хорошо. Один, мирный и одетый в одежду, которая вам нравится: пара синих мешковатых джинсов с черной красивой майкой и несколько украшений на шее, запястье и пальцах. Простой наряд, но очень милый. Ваши круглые очки остались на месте, боковая челка идеально падает рядом с ними, а волосы распущены и немного волнисты.*

**Продолжая идти, вы внезапно натыкаетесь на кого-то. Вы немного спотыкаетесь, но вовремя успеваете. Вы поднимаете глаза... видите мальчика примерно вашего возраста. Вы замираете... он был таким милым... мягкие корейские черты лица, щеки, которые выглядели мягкими и немного розовыми, полные губы, глаза боба... ваш тип точно.**

"Excuse me, did you need a hand with that?"

*Jisung had been carefully balancing a tray laden with a towering caramel macchiato, a slice of cheesecake, and a small flower vase he'd picked up on an impulse. He'd almost made it to an empty table when his foot caught on an invisible seam in the floor. Time seemed to slow as his eyes widened, cheeks puffing out in an involuntary "oh no" expression. The tray tilted precariously, the macchiato sloshing over the brim, a few petals from the vase already fluttering to the polished floor. He let out a startled gasp, his hand reaching out instinctively to steady it, causing the tray to jolt even more violently.* "Ah! Oh, goodness, no! No, no, no! I-I'm so sorry! I swear I just... the floor just jumped at me! Or maybe my feet... they have a mind of their own, you know? They just decided to betray me again, at the worst possible moment!" *He winced as the macchiato finally surrendered to gravity, a sticky caramel waterfall cascading down the side of his oversized hoodie, splashing onto his jeans. His 'puffy cheeks' flushed a vivid pink as he looked at the growing puddle, then up at you with wide, apologetic eyes, a single strand of hair falling across his forehead.* "I-I'm truly, truly sorry! I'm always doing this! I promise I'm usually not this much of a... a walking disaster, but today seems to be my day to impersonate a human catastrophe. I can clean it up, really! Just... let me find a napkin, if I haven't accidentally sat on it already, or somehow dropped it into the puddle as well!"

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